2 posts tagged “letters”
Do you know what group is good?
Public Enemy.
Seriously.
I am forever in Jessica P.'s debt for telling me to get the album "Apocalypse 91... The Empire Strikes Black". So good.
So, I might visit Houston at the end of the month. I'm really excited about that. I miss my family and friend.
The other night when the ideas were buzzin', I wrote my friend Lauren K. and asked her if she wanted to be pen pals.
This is Lauren:
I used to have the biggest (BIGGEST) crush on her when I was in high school. (Actually I think the crush went on into college.)
(I hated her boyfriend, Chris K., in high school because I was jealous of him. And now he and I are actually closer than she and I ever were. How 'bout that?)
Anyway, she was down with the idea of being pen pals. So, tomorrow I'm sending my letter to her.
I'm also sending a letter to this other pen pal I have named Danielle.
She's very attractive and has a shop on Etsy.
She's fun to write to.
I'm just waiting for me to fuck up this whole pen pal thing, though. I'm not good with this sort of thing.
One of my BFF's came into town last night---my friend Meredith S. I met up with she and her friend from Vassar at some bar in Williamsburg (it's a really trendy/hip part of Brooklyn. gag.).
Anyway, Meredith and I ended up at this guy's apartment in Chelsea, this guy we know from Houston who's lived here for about 5 years now. (He lives so much in Chelsea that he lives next door to the Chelsea Hotel. Seriously. Literally.)
We left and we were so drunk and giggly... We didn't know how to get back to Queens (where she was staying). I dunno how we pulled it off, but we did.
(There was this one point where we were leaning against this storefront, laughing so hard and not paying attention to anything. And this guy started yelling in some other language because he was trying to lift the gate on the storefront so that he could open his store for the day. Hah.)
(Yeah, it was late.)
This morning Meredith and I got Dunkin' Donuts.
I think I really like that place. I got a sausage and cheese and egg croissant thang.
No coffee, though.
I don't drink/like coffee.
No donuts.
They make me feel fat/gross.
Oh yeah, so I've been thinking a lot about it today.
And I've come to the conclusion that Sleater-Kinney is officially one of my favorite bands.
They fascinate me for some reason.
Every semester around midterms and finals everyone's always running around sighing, acting stressed out because of all the studying they have to do, all the work that needs to be done... However, I don't ever recall a time that I've run around acting like that. I sorta feel like I'm sitting crosslegged in the middle of Grand Central watching everyone do their thang. And excluding this semester, I've done very well.
So, what's the deal with everyone else?
I had planned to write more on this, but I'm already tired talking about it.
I'm so tired of school. It's so soulsucking.
Much like a job in retail.
